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The Ghosts That Wait for Spring Lyrics

Somewhere in a prison
There´s a m***led cry
From a hooded figure
Please don´t forget me
To redact a human
Black blocks on existence
A ghost in a cell
Stripped
A shuffled gait
Betrays the mind of a man
Reduced to echoes and rumours
Of where truth lies

Every inch of skin clothed
With head in a bag
Relic of humanity

Forget
Again
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